Chapter 687: Holy Mother
"Of course not!" Connie quickly retorted, "Our master's name is the most beautiful name in the world."
"Then why can't you tell me?" Cheng Ling asked.
Connie didn't know how to answer. While she was thinking, Angel's voice came from the corridor outside the kitchen:
"That's because Connie can't and doesn't dare call me by my first name."
Before he finished speaking, Angel walked in.
He changed his clothes and took off his swimming trunks and bathrobe. He changed into a Hawaiian-style floral shirt on his upper body, a pair of dark green shorts with a palm tree pattern on his lower body, and casual black flip-flops on his feet.
With a very sunny smile on his face.
"Has your guest left?" Cheng Ling blinked her watery eyes like a cute deer and said happily in English, "I feel lonely when I eat alone."
Cheng Ling's English is very jerky, but it doesn't give people the impression that she is ignorant at all. Instead, it makes people think that she is soft and cute.
Angel's mood couldn't help but improve. He pulled out the chair opposite Cheng Ling and sat down: "Well, yes. He left, and now I can accompany you."
"Then can you tell me your name?" Cheng Ling raised his fork and asked with a smile.
"My name is..." Angel paused.
Somehow, facing an innocent girl like Cheng Ling, he actually felt like "it's bad to lie to her".
So, the name [Andrew] got stuck in my throat and I couldn’t say it out——
He couldn't tell the real name.
"My name is Lucifer." Angela finally said.
"Lucifer?" Cheng Ling repeated, "Is he the bad angel with black wings?"
Angel nodded.
"No," Cheng Ling put down his fork and said to Angel very seriously, "I think your parents must not love you - why did they give you such a name?"
Angel's expression changed.
Connie, who was standing behind her with her hands down, suddenly raised her head——
She simply wanted to kneel down in front of this ignorant and fearless girl - this girl really didn't want her life!
Just listen to Cheng Ling trying to explain in broken English: "...You are obviously like an angel! I can feel that your soul is very pure! You should not be called Lucifer. I think you should...you should be called angel!"
Cheng Ling sat there, bathing in the sunshine. The light coated her whole body with a golden light, which gave her an extra divine temperament - just like the Virgin!
Angel was stunned.
angel——angel?
That's his real name...
Little did he know that this was a scene carefully designed by Cheng Ling, who was well versed in psychology - every word she said, every movement, the angle of her face - ensuring that the sun would hit the right place to make her look pure and holy.
After listening to Cheng Ling's words, Angel was deeply shocked.
——Everyone thinks that his birth was a mistake.
Including his parents.
Even Angel himself thinks so.
And his mother named him Angel not out of love for him. Instead, he hopes that Angel can become the guardian angel of his twin brother, the future successor of the Miller family and the next leader of the Freemasonry.
No one had ever treated him so tenderly.
Smiled at him and said, I think you are as pure as an angel.
After Angel was born, his family sent him to the freezing cold zone and lived in a huge and lonely manor.
His parents sent him many servants: servants to take care of his food and daily life, cleaners to clean the house, gardeners to trim the gardens, tutors to teach him literacy and knowledge, and personal doctors to take care of his health...
But everyone in the manor hated and hated Angel very much.
——It’s all because of Angel that they left the United States and came to this bitter and desolate northern snowfield, so deserted, so desolate, and so lonely. Far away from the bustle and bustle of America, far away from luxury and comfort——
Everyone blamed Angel for everything they encountered.
They used cold violence against Angel, pretending not to hear him, and minimizing communication with him. In the end, the servants discovered that the Miller family didn't care about Angel's life at all, so they intensified their efforts and laughed at him. Angel gave him scraps to eat, refused to give him hot baths, rarely changed his clothes, and was as harsh on him as possible in terms of daily life.
Angel became increasingly gloomy.
He began to think: Why did he live such a miserable life?
Later, he figured it out.
All because of his twin brother - Andrew.